One day, a blonde's neighbor goes over to her house, sees the blonde crying, and asks her what happened. The blonde said that her mother had passed away. The neighbor made her some coffee and calmed her down a little and then left. The next day the neighbor went back over to the house and found the blonde crying again. She asked her why she was crying this time. ''I just got off of the phone with my sister, her mother died too!''
A recent widow was crying to a grief counselor. “We were married twenty-five years before he died," she said, dabbing away a tear. “Never had an argument in all those years."
“Amazing," said the councilor. “How did you do it?"
“I outweighed him by forty pounds and he was a coward."
A six year old comes crying to his Mother because his little sister pulled his hair."Don't be angry," the Mother says, "Your little sister doesn't realize that pulling hair hurts."A short while later, there's more crying, and the Mother goes to investigate.This time the sister is bawling and her brother says..."Now she knows."
The Drunk Man
A drunk walked into a bar crying. One of the other men in the bar asked him what happened. "I did a terrible thing," sniffed the drunk, "Just a few hours ago I sold my wife to someone for a bottle of Southern Comfort." "That is awful," said the other guy, "And now that she is gone you want her back right?" "Right!" said the drunk, still crying. "You're sorry you sold her because you realised, too late, that you still loved her, right?" "Oh, No," said the drunk. I want her back because I'm thirsty again!"
Went Off To Bingo
One night Aggie says to George "Think I'll go to bingo the night George... when I'm gone you make sure the youngsters get in and go to bed"
Now George and Aggie had thirteen kids the last time they counted.
So when Aggie went off to bingo, George went out and made the youngsters come in and get to bed. For about three or four hours, one little boy kept crying and crying, so George takes off up with a split and hits the floor, the little boy cries harder and harder.
George sputters out "What are you bawling about?"
The little boy replies "I want to go to me own home."